Glorying in the sea

“Anne and Henrietta, finding themselves the earliest of the party the
next morning, agreed to stroll down to the sea before breakfast. They went to
the sands, to watch the flowing of the tide, which a fine south-easterly breeze
was bringing in with all the grandeur which so flat a shore admitted. They
praised the morning; gloried in the sea; sympathized in the delight of the
fresh-feeling breeze-and were silent;”

Persuasion, volume 1, chapter 12

Sent to me by reader friend Bonnie, who says “I love words and those always come back to me each summer
when heading to the beach. Jane wrote those sentences almost like worship.”

I agree. I’m still in North Carolina recovering from all the activity of the holiday. My favorite thing is my daily stroll on the beach, now with my lab Bess in tow, who rolls and runs and buries her little nose in the sand.